A Natural System of Elocution and Oratory: Founded on an Analysis of Human Constitution, Considered in Its Three-fold Nature--mental, Physiological and Expressional

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Fowler & Wells Company, 1886 - 653 من الصفحات

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الصفحة 87 - my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now ? your gambols ? your songs ? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar ? Not one now, to mock your
الصفحة 459 - Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet With charm of earliest birds ; pleasant the sun When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams on herb, tree, fruit and flower, Glistening with dew ; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers ; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening mild.
الصفحة 306 - renewing her mighty youth and kindling her undazzled eyes at the full midday beam, purging and unsealing her long-abused sight at the fountain itself of heavenly radiance ; while the whole noise of timorous and flocking birds, with those also that love the twilight, flutter about amazed at what she means.
الصفحة 463 - Of old hast Thou laid the foundations of the earth; and the heavens are the work of Thy hands. They shall perish, but Thou shalt endure : yea, all of them shall wax old like a garment; as a vesture shalt Thou change them; but Thou art the same, and Thy
الصفحة 577 - Ant. This was the noblest Roman of them all: All the conspirators save only he Did that they did, in envy of great Csesar; He only, in a general honest thought And common good to all, made one of them. His life was gentle, and the elements So inix'd in him that Nature might stand up
الصفحة 572 - Alas! poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio: a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy; he hath borne me on his back a thousand times, and now how abhored in my imagination it is ; my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes
الصفحة 172 - earth, and the great men, and the chief captains and the mighty men, and every bond-man, and every free-man, hid themselves in the dens and in the rocks of the mountains ; and said to the mountains and rocks, ' Fall on us, and hide us from Him that sitteth on the throne, and
الصفحة 474 - Thy knotted and combined locks to part, And each particular hair to stand on end Like quills upon the fretful porcupine; But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood ; List, list O list! If thou didst ever thy dear father love.
الصفحة 172 - the sun became black as eackcloth of hair, and the moon became as blood: and the stars of heaven fell unto the earth, even as a fig-tree casteth her untimelyfigs, when she is shaken of a mighty wind. And the heaven departed as a scroll when it is rolled
الصفحة 531 - I am the daughter of earth and water, And the nursling of the sky ; I pass through the pores of the oceans and shores, I change but I cannot die, For after the rain, when with never a stain, The pavilion of heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams, with their convex

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